The 5 Sons of Narnia
by: moonlightbear
CH. 2 A Night Exploration
i don't own any of it
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On a summer night, a sleepless 6yr old wondered down the hall, in search for an adventure. Alan often did this because there were no boundaries at night, no one to tell him "No!". He was FREE! Although today the youngest Tracy had a reason to be up, he had a hard day! It was like anything he did that day he got in trouble; asking his daddy to play with him was a big No--No, along with going to the beach by yourself, and watching a movie that made you late to lunch. At 3 o'clock today he was sent to his room(for whatever reason) and ended up taking a nap. That's why he's now up and like I said before, no else is up to say "NO!" to him.
Now here young Alan found himself at the end of the hall in front of a door he's been told,
"Don't go in Allie, it dirty in there."
' I'll clean up afterwards! ' Alan said to himself.
So he opened the door and it led to a flight of stairs, that led to thee attic. In thee attic, Alan found loads of cool things; like his oldest brother's old collection of airplanes and a book of poetry written by, his brothers, John and Virgil two years ago. Alan giggled at reading some of the stuff they wrote. It was dirty up there, though, he had dust on his clothes everywhere, but he didn't care, he kept on exploring. At the far end of thee attic the boy found a big cabinet thing(the wardrobe) and found it full of jackets and at the bottom there were tons of photos, at a closer look Alan realized who they were of... his mother.(he had seen pictures of her here and there all his life). At this Alan climbed into the wardrobe and closed the door of it most of the way. As he looked at all the pictures, he noticed four in particular; each picture was of his mother and a baby, each picture the baby changed. "OH!" he said to himself. He realized these were his brothers, all at the age of one, in a specail picture of just them and mom. Silent tears ran down Alan's face, he wish he knew his mommy but that will never happen, she died when he was born. He also knew that although they'd never say it to his face, he knew his family hated him for taking mommy away, but he never meant to(crying harder then before)...
snap--click
Alan's head shot up and looked around and then found the source of the noise. It was the door to the wardrobe-- it closed. Alan opened the door and it stayed. Turning his attention back to the photos he spotted a beautiful one of his mom and an older woman(he guessed it was her momma). To get a better look he wiped his eyes free of tears. As he did this the pictures moved and he felt a small breeze, he looked to where it had come from when he heard a...
snap--click
He turned toward the door, it had closed again! He turned back to where the breeze had come from, strangely enough it had come from the back of the wardrobe. A little curious and a little in awe, Alan got to his feet and took a few steps more into the wardrobe...
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author's notes: hello here's a quick overture of what i'm doing... i'll have shorter chapters so my updates will be more regular! i hope you'll like that :) i have two stories being formed here(this story being one of them) and a supernatural fic(which is on hold for the moment). all stories perivous to these are at a stand still, except for Home Away From Home in which i have changed a few things(ie names and likes and dislikes) and plan on trying to get it published(since its 'before' the days of IR and has nothing to do withthe thunderbirds,per say, ITS POSSIBLE! i was insired by the movie and all the stories i've read. and that's not a crime, just like it wasn't a crime for Jeff Guinn to write an Autobiography of Santa Clause by the way read my story 'santa's magic')